14. Eat Sand Biatch

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    "Clean my floors bitch ." Grayson yells into the vacuum.
        "Never you ugly rat !"I yell out of the vacuum. I start spitting out of it , aiming at Grayson's face.
        "WHAT THE FUDGE ?! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU GET FOR THAT ?! EAT SAND BISH!" I feel the vacuum being dragged out the door. Grayson picks it up and flings me into the back of his bronco.
          Once we get to wherever he wanted to go , he picks me up and covers the tube thingy of the vacuum so i can't look out. This boy is gonna get it.  Once I get out of here I'm gonna beat him. I'll run him over with the forklift again. He deserves it. This annoying ugly rat.
          He finally takes his big honking hand off the vacuum and we're at the beach.
      But all I see right now is his hand. His huge veiny hands. I can't breath. I can't live.  I can't stay silent. I need to say something.
    "CHOKE ME DADDY CHOKE ME DAD RUN ME OVER WITH YOUR BRONCO CHOKE ME CHOKE ME "
        Grayson peers into the vaccuum while I'm having this asthma attack. "Hope sand is good for asthma you giant pinkie toe ." He says with a evil grin.
      All of a sudden my lungs are filled with sand.  HES SUCKING SAND THROUGH THE VACUUM.
       My eyes are filled with sand. I wheeze out my last words before I pass out from sand "...still want to be choked .."

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